At the end of June, Li Laiheng of the Ming army besieged Luzhou, setting off a new wave of the Ming war.

Outside the fortress, the Chahar cavalry galloped through the pastures of the Modong people, and if they were lucky enough to capture the herd, they would never skimp on the long arrows in their hands.

The contradiction between the Two Yellow Banners and Dolgon constrained the Qing court's appearance on the battlefield.

In the Cining Palace in the Forbidden City of Beijing, Fu Lin opened a short bow in his hand, squinted his eyes and aimed ahead, and released the bowstring with a "poof" of his right index finger.

The cow tendon bowstring echoed in the air with a "woo" cry, and the afterimage was conjured.

"Your Majesty, you have hit," the little eunuch clapped his hands and cheered.

Forty paces away, a short golden arrow was stuck in the straw man's right chest.

Fu Lin's face was calm, and he couldn't see any joy. The little eunuch screamed happily twice, and then stopped in amusement.

The little emperor took out another arrow in his hand and slowly put it on his bow. There was no sunlight here, but a heat wave hit him, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

The wooden door in the corridor creaked, and a woman in a plum blossom purple palace dress walked over. The eunuchs stepped aside in amusement.

"Your Majesty, the weather is hot and dry, and it's time to rest after practicing for an hour" Da Yu'er smiled strongly, with worry hidden in her eyes.

"I'm not tired" Fu Lin's hand is very steady, and his voice is also very calm.

Da Yu'er's smile can melt ice and snow: "Your Majesty can't stay in Cining Palace all day, it will make people laugh"

"Who dares to laugh at me" Fu Lin was touched to the sore spot, threw the short bow on the ground, and let out a roar. He understood in an instant, bent down again to pick up the short bow, turned to his mother, and asked, "He's coming again, isn't he?" He's going to be in the palace again, right? ”

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, Da Yu'er wanted to reach out to help her son wipe it, but her hand retracted halfway, and sighed softly: "After all, he is your imperial father regent, without him, you can't sit on the throne, without him, there is no Qing Dynasty today." ”

"Hehe, today's country? I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it."

"Shut up" Da Yu'er suddenly changed color, and said sharply: "You are the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how can you say such a thing." That's you, the country that loves Xinjue Luo Fulin

Fu Lin stubbornly curled the corners of his mouth, he didn't dare to talk back to his mother, his eyes avoided his mother's stern gaze, and looked in the direction of the crimson gate.

"Come if he comes, I am the emperor, I can be wherever I want, I will not be afraid of him anymore." He was almost gritting his teeth to say it. The retreat from battle a month ago left an indelible pain in the young emperor's heart - he was not afraid of that person, he should not be afraid of that person.

Da Yu'er looked at her son who was agitated by the cheeks, and she didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"The emperor has grown up," she said, glaring at her son, and turned to leave.

As his mother's footsteps faded away, Fulin looked in the direction of the straw man and froze for a moment, re-arching his bow and arrow.

About two quarters of an hour later, there was a loud and heavy sound of footsteps outside the gate of Cining Palace. As the Empress Dowager strengthened the security in the palace, Dorgon entered the Forbidden City with more guards than before.

The guards were not allowed to enter the gate of Cining Palace.

A rough-skinned maid bent down and waited at the door: "Lord, the Queen Mother is inside" She was dressed in Mongolian service, from the Modong grassland, and was the Queen Mother's most trusted maid.

"Sumaragu, lead the way," Dorgon put his hands behind his back.

Stepping into the threshold, his eyes were naturally attracted by the emperor who was practicing arrows a hundred steps away. Fu Lin turned his back to him and fired an arrow, a small golden arrow that slashed through the glittering trail and hit the straw man's throat.

Aunt Sumara walked alone in front, and when she was about to reach the door, she realized that Dolgon did not follow, but went to the emperor's side.

She exclaimed: "Lord Wang"

Dolgon ignored her and walked behind the little emperor.

Sensing that someone was coming from behind, Fu Lin pulled the short bow in his hand into a circle like a seventy percent moon, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Su Malagu's shouting made the tip of the arrow in his hand tremble even more.

It was a riding bow, a child's riding bow, with which Dorgon could shoot the badgers of the steppe at the age of nine.

"Such a bow can't kill people, and such an arrow can't even shoot through a piece of leather armor." Dolgon spoke in a mocking tone: "On the battlefield, the Mongols and the Han are not straw men, the emperor wants to practice arrows, and there are a few warriors under the Weichen account, which can be sent to His Majesty as a teacher." ”

Fu Lin's hand slowly stabilized, and finally shot an arrow that hit the straw man in the abdomen.

His ninth son in Huang Taiji, who had never touched a sword or arrow since he was a child, liked and admired his brother Haoge, who was famous for his bravery. Later, Hauge died, killed by his royal father, the Regent, who was standing behind him. E-Niang said that if it weren't for the regent of the imperial father, the throne would have been Hauge.

But so what? Abomination is abomination.

"I have thousands of warriors, why do I have to go into battle in person" He was pleasantly surprised to see that he was not afraid.

Dolgon thought of the stormy Qing Dynasty and sneered: "Maybe one day, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty is really needed to fight"

Fu Lin shot back: "I look forward to that day coming soon" When I wasn't afraid, my mind was so clear.

Dorgon was stunned, and the little emperor seemed to have grown bold. He didn't think about how to fight back for a while, and the queen mother's voice came from behind: "Lord Wang"

Dolgon was reluctant, but turned away anyway, because he heard the anxiety and warning in Da Yu'er's voice. He is here to negotiate with Da Yu'er, not to quarrel.

Walking under the verandah, Dolgon saluted: "Queen Mother"

Da Yu'er saw that her son was fine, bowed slightly, and turned back to the house.

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor's expression made Dolgon's heart more and more vigilant, and he was very helpless. He personally released the bound tiger, and the two yellow flags had the strength to compete with him.

The south wind swept around the palace with a heat wave, making it difficult to calm people's minds.

"The war situation in Henan is irreparable, and after the loss of Henan, the back roads of Fengyang and Huaixi were cut off. Queen Mother, the Qing Dynasty needs to work together."

"The mourner knows"

"The Qing Dynasty must negotiate peace with Chahar"

Da Yu'er was silent, went around in a circle, and still returned to the same place.

Dolgon waved his hands like an angry lion: "I have let Zierharang lead the Huai'an army, restored the official position of Aobai, and let Su Quanquan lead the troops in Beijing City, what do you want?" Without me, what is the use of the emperor getting all the power? Is the wine with a birch bow in his hand? Or with the little arrow he shot at the straw man? ”

"Wake up, the Han people are almost across the Yellow River, do you think Zhai Zhe will agree to negotiate peace when he gets Shaanxi and Henan? He will definitely hit Shanhaiguan. ”

The cries of the badger (Dolgon's Manchu meaning) filled the house, leaving the south wind with nowhere to burrow.

"The Queen Mother, don't use the Qing Dynasty to threaten me"

Da Yu'er was immune to Dolgon's anger, and she knew exactly what she wanted: "You must not give the Korqin people to Chahar. ”

Dolgon said: "Half of the cavalry of the Modong people stayed in Liaodong, and half of the cavalry entered the fortress. ”

Da Yu'er was silent for a moment and said: "Give them the best armor and weapons, and the cavalry entering the pass will be led by Chahan" Chahan is her brother.

"Okay" Dolgon agreed: "They go to Henan, where it is suitable for cavalry to fight, as long as Hong Chengchou holds Luoyang and Kaifeng, the Central Plains still have a chance."

No matter who leads the troops, the Central Plains will definitely be full of corpses.

The people of Modong are all dead, and the dispute will no longer exist.

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